"I figured out that you'd be here"

Vexen raised his eyes from the dismally grey desk. His fingers grazed an almost empty glass in front of him, and his long, blond hair hung on his face, nearly covering his eyes. Their usually so bright emerald-colour had diluted resembled more detergent. Still they stared at Marluxia by that serious, deep, thrilling way only Vexen could do.

"How?" Vexen asked quietly. Marluxia didn't even hear his voice because of all the other noise of the bar, but he red it from his lips.

He shrugged. "Where else would you go?"

"Anywhere", Vexen said, emptying his glass.

But Marluxia knew that Vexen wouldn't run away anymore – and so did Vexen. He knew that Marluxia would find him anyway. And force him to talk. It was better this way, with no other members around. Especially Demyx and Zexion. Zexion was Vexen's friend, alright, but Demyx was a complete dizzy. He wouldn't understand. No one would, they only thought about how fun it would be. When the baby would come. They only saw the good sides about it, not this difficult situation that Vexen had gotten these two men into. And now these two men sat on the desk of this small, gloomy bar, and the pink-haired one took a seat next to the blond.

"But I can't run away from you forever", Vexen said, half to himself.

"That's right"

"You want something?" Vexen asked after ordering another drink, "On me?"

"I'm pregnant, if you don't remember", Marluxia said a bit bitterly, "That's the whole reason why we are sitting here right now"

"Oh, yes", Vexen said, confused, and lowered his head.

Marluxia sat squirming in the silence between them. Now, when he could shout as much as he liked and accuse Vexen for every bitter feeling that had been locked inside of him, nothing came out. He was just too relieved for the fact that the blond hadn't hurt himself in any way, too happy that he had found him again, too… just too happy to be with him. Marluxia felt stupid and stared at his hands, wanting to tell Vexen everything, when suddenly he heard the scientist speaking again.

"One glass of orange juice for this man here. And don't you put any junks in it"

Marluxia raised his head just in time to see the waiter nod. He looked at Vexen, whose absent expression hadn't changed a bit.

"Last time I had to buy my own drinks", Marluxia heard himself saying.

Vexen blinked, didn't say anything.

"You brought me here", Marluxia continued, "Our first date, and from all the possible places you brought me here"

"It wasn't a date", Vexen said in a low voice, "You wanted somewhere to get drunk, and this is the only place I can stand…"

"I wanted to go somewhere as a date", Marluxia said, "I didn't want to get drunk. I wanted to… have a proper da - "

"You wanted sex", Vexen hissed looking like that word disgusted him. His cheeks were turning red, "And that's what you got. So what does it matter where we were before…"

Marluxia's serious look made his voice stagger and then disappear.

"I didn't want just sex", he said very quietly.

"Of course you did", Vexen said impatiently, shaking his head, "What else could've you wanted"

He finished his second drink and then wondered if he should order one more. Marluxia observed him, and then took a quick glance around.

"A science bar", he then said, a tiny hint of amusement in his voice, "A bar for scientists. Who on Earth had this idea?"

"The joke hasn't still gotten old?" Vexen asked, annoyed, "You practically laughed your butt off when I first took you here"

"And yet you wondered how did I find you after you disappeared", Marluxia said.

"Well, maybe it was a bit obvious", Vexen admitted, "Third, please", he added when the waiter passed by, "But I just needed to get away, think about things…"

"Vexen, we're having a baby, you shithole"

Marluxia didn't even fully realize that he had said those words until he saw Vexen's appalled face.

"What…" he breathed, "…did you just call me?"

"You had to get away to think about things", Marluxia repeated Vexen's words, his eyes watering, "Well, there's not much to think about. Baby comes. And it stays"

"Marluxia, what has gotten into you?" Vexen asked, truly taken aback, "Since when have you had this… maternal instinct in you?"

"Don't you get it? It ours baby, OURS!" Marluxia's voice rose, "There's part of you in it too! It's your child! I already realized it, when are you gonna?"

"Marluxia, I realize it, but…" Vexen tried desperately to understand pink-head's mind, "You haven't exactly been any… baby-person…"

"But this one's mine", Marluxia said and hesitated, "And… it's yours too, and I…"

"Stop it, number XI", Vexen quickly said and turned back to his drink, "We don't have hearts"

"We have now", Marluxia pointed out, "Even Xemnas says so"

"Since when?"

"Since he started screwing Saix"

"True…"

"And even if we didn't have hears in the last life…" Marluxia stopped for a second, making Vexen to face him, "I still always l – "

"Fine, maybe we have hearts", Vexen interrupted, "But I'm a scientist. I think with my brains, not with my…"

"Then tell me how in the hell this is possible?" Marluxia asked quietly, "If you're so smart, tell me how I got pregnant. Did you do something or…"

"I think you did", Vexen said so quickly, like he had expected that question the whole time.

"What do you mean?"

At the same time they both turned to look at the small table in the farthest corner of the bar. On the table there were countless amounts of small bottles, whose content no one seemed to know. Above them was a plaque that said: Make your own drink. (With your own responsibility).

"Oh God", Marluxia said, "We did those, didn't we"

"You did. Apparently some of your mixtures made you able to get pregnant"

Marluxia paled.

"Dear Lord. I'm a genius"

"Only if you can remember the way you did it. And I'm sure that you wouldn't even if Luxord betted that you do"

Vexen was right of course. And he rubbed his forehead, looking deeply desperate and sighed.

"I can't believe that this is happening. It would've been so much better if I never agreed to go out with you that one time"

Marluxia looked at him. Then he looked at his still untouched orange juice.

"No it wouldn't"

He sensed that Vexen stared him, but he didn't dare to face the blond. His crystal blue eyes only met the sunny yellow, vacillating surface, and he heard Vexen's sigh.

X

"You think Marluxia found him?" Roxas asked.

No one knew how to answer that. The only sounds in the kitchen were the rustle from Naminé's pen and dish's rattling, when Demyx was preparing tuna salad. Zexion was reading a book at the table and Luxord was playing solitaire. Xigbar had fixed the chair Marluxia had broken, and now he was sitting on it, holding his legs on the table.

"I was damn sure that dude's gonna kill as all", he commented.

"Everyone loses temper from time to time", Zexion said. That made everyone in the room give a laugh. By looking at Zexion's totally slack being, it was very hard to imagine him escalating. "And Marluxia has a reason to be mad"

"Vexen was really awful to him", Roxas nodded.

"That bastard", Naminé condensed and the others goggled at her shaken. The blond girl just smiled sweetly and continued her drawing. Roxas didn't dare to even guess what the picture contained this time.

"Marluxia takes Vexen a bit too seriously, I'd say", Luxord reported, making the cards dance on the table, "I mean, there's plenty of people to help him with the baby…"

"You don't understand", Zexion said tiredly, turning the page, "He wants Vexen"

"And not only with the baby", Naminé complemented, "He thought this was a good opportunity to get closer to Vexen. You didn't hear Marluxia outside…"

"He was planning a wedding and all", Roxas said.

"Marluxia's so in love with Vexen!" Demyx sighed happily, "I think it's so sweet"

"I think it's weird", Luxord said, "I mean… we're still Nobodies… we're not supposed to love. Maybe Marly's just enlarging his feelings a bit too much…"

"Maybe you're not supposed to love", Zexion interrupted, "Or maybe you're just bitter that you don't have anyone to love. But I know for sure that Nobodies CAN love. I have Demyx and…"

"Aww, Zexy, you're so cute!" Demyx yelled, left his salad bowl and jumped on Zexion, drowning him with the small kisses.

"Hey, hey, golden boy", Xigbar snorted, "Just finish that salad, okay? I'm hungry. Shit…" he mumbled when Demyx didn't even respond. He got up, grabbed the bowl and started to eat.

"Anyway, Luxord, you're the only one in here who doesn't believe in love", Roxas said.

"What? What about Xig -?"

"I seriously don't know what you're talkin' 'bout", Xigbar hurried to say.

"We know, Xigbar", Naminé said, smiling, "That you're after someone"

"Are you kidding me?" Luxord asked, looking truly amazed.

"Yes!"

"No, we're not", Naminé said calmly, ignoring Xigbar's eager protest, "But we just don't know who it is yet. Anyhow, I've drawn some suggestions about who would fit with him…"

"No need to show them while we're eating", Roxas noted and pressed his hand on Naminé's pad that she was just about to open.

X

"Are you still sulking here?"

"Shut up"

"Oh my, do I see little Axel the bad-boy regretting his betrayal?"

"I told you to shut up, bitch"

"No, really, are you regretting?"

"No"

"You don't feel bad about killing nearly the half of the gang? Or causing their dead?"

"I'm enjoying it, don't you see?"

"Truly? Then why is your face covered with that pillow? Is Axel crying there?"

"Try to make this day memorable, Larxene, because in the morning you'll be dead"

"Oh? You're going to start another killing round? I'm honoured to be the first…"

"Look, can't you just drop it already?"

"Have I ever?"

"No"

"That's correct. Good boy"

"Great. Now can you leave me in peace?"

"Geez, you're no fun. Fine, I'm going back to the kitchen. Demyx is making salad anyway –"

"Look, I'm… I'm sorry"

"What?"

"I'm… I'm sorry that I caused your dead. Okay? There, I said that, you're happy?"

"…"

"Whatever. Just go already. Go eat that salad or whatever that crap is"

"… Sure"

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Next timeeee… who knows :D Vexen's thoughts about the situation, at least